John Wayne Gacy, Jr. taby ukulele według Sufjan Stevens

Dm               C
His father was a drinker
        Am              F
And his mother cried in bed
Dm                   C
Folding John Wayne's T-shirts
         Am                F
When the swingset hit his head
 
Dm                C
The neighbors they adored him
        Am            F
For his humor and his conversation

Dm                  C
Look underneath the house there
         Am 
Find the few living things
        F                          Dm
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
             
             C            Am
Twenty-seven people, even more
                          F
They were boys with their cars, summer jobs
      
      Dm,C,Am,
Oh my God

F
Are you one of them?

Dm                   C
He dressed up like a clown for them
         Am                   F
With his face paint white and red
Dm              C
And on his best behavior
     Am               F                  Dm
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
                   
                       C
He'd kill ten thousand people
       Am 
With a sleight of his hand
        F                        Dm
Running far, running fast to the dead

                      C
He took off all their clothes for them
         Am 
He put a cloth on their lips
      F
Quiet hands, quiet kiss

       Dm,C
On the mouth

F,Dm
 
                 C
And in my best behavior
     Am               F
I am really just like him
Dm               C
Look beneath the floorboards
        Am             F
For the secrets I have hid